Dusting off this old tome...
Another night, another drive.
Tonight could've been a lot worse, figuring in the point that I couldn't go to one of my favorite band's concert that I've been looking forward to for months now, and with the aftermath of certain dreams ringing in my head.
I have selective memory...but I worked past it, and dug into my id, which doesn't have a taste for subtley anymore. The things my dreams indicate are far too obvious. Far too obvious for my comfort. I wish I couldn't decipher it, but it's so clear that it's unavoidable, and undeniable.
Suessical tonight. Mediocre performance, at least on my part. I didn't have the energy I had last night, which definatly resulted in some screw ups on my part, but for the most part, I still have more energy than have of the fucking ensemble...but I won't get into that. I'm disapointed in some people, and so satisfied with others that I can't even begin to tell them how proud I am of them.
I'm proud of people like Rachael Moye, Ryan Redman, Chelsea Wilson, David Doller *probably mis-spelled his name*, and Sam Bellami *Again, probably spelled wrong*. Simply because, I've never worked with them before, except for the holiday spectacular, and well, not much can be said about that which hasn't been said thousands of times before. I'm proud of them, that's all. They work hard and present the attitude that I hope becomes the norm in the program next year. I, myself, am satisfied with my job as a Wickersham, for the most part. I wish there was more that I could've done with it, of course, but for the most part I feel like I almost played the part well. Satisfactory. I want something big. Something I can play with. I hope Romeo And Juliet will go well. I'm glad I get to be in a play with some of my best friends before they leave. It's important to me, and I am thrilled at the chance, especially when it comes to Mike, Jan, and Tyler. I've never worked with them on anything before, and I am glad I get the chance before they leave.
Gray and I have seemed to be getting along well, lately. He's Gray, so of course he's "the bad guy"...and as much as I'll probably be chastised for it, I don't believe that anymore. He's a funny guy, and I enjoy working with him. He's upfront, and well, for the most part, easy to understand what exactly he wants. I know we've all had our run-ins with him, and we've all had those moments, but I'm letting them go. I want next year to go well, so I'm getting to know him better, and swimming deeper into the Gray system of trust.
Where-ever that may lead.
Social life...well, it's not been such a priority lately, besides Melanie. Melanie and I are...:). I have another journal, almost specifically for babbling on and on about how happy she makes me, so I won't beat a dead horse. Needless to say, she makes me the happiest I've been...well, since I can remember. I haven't felt the feelings I have for her, with anyone else. They are unique. That in itself, makes me happier than communicable. Friends...hmm...I don't know where to start there. I can't trust certain ones that I trusted more than anyone before, and I am finding that some of the ones that I take for granted are some of the most amazing people in the entire world. John Morris, Steve Rap, and Web and I sat down before Seussical the other night at QDoba, and had a bite to eat...it was the most I'd laughed in a long time. I love those guys. It gives me faith that in the upcoming months I will still have amazing close friends after everyone graduates and sets out into college life.
Oh yes, and I've decided a song to choreograph to next year. It's completely predictable...but I'm so excited. I think it will mean something to me, which is what I've been looking for in my choreography for a while now. I can write epics depicting the destruction of royal families, and the beginnings of wars...but it's hard for me to choreograph something that truely means something...to me. This piece's concepts are so close to me that maybe I'm the only one that will get the true meaning, but hopefully there's some of it that is universal, and people will understand what it's saying.
I'm calm tonight. It's nice to write some things like this, sometimes. I guess there's your status update.
Now, back into ambiguity.
Tonight could've been a lot worse, figuring in the point that I couldn't go to one of my favorite band's concert that I've been looking forward to for months now, and with the aftermath of certain dreams ringing in my head.
I have selective memory...but I worked past it, and dug into my id, which doesn't have a taste for subtley anymore. The things my dreams indicate are far too obvious. Far too obvious for my comfort. I wish I couldn't decipher it, but it's so clear that it's unavoidable, and undeniable.
Suessical tonight. Mediocre performance, at least on my part. I didn't have the energy I had last night, which definatly resulted in some screw ups on my part, but for the most part, I still have more energy than have of the fucking ensemble...but I won't get into that. I'm disapointed in some people, and so satisfied with others that I can't even begin to tell them how proud I am of them.
I'm proud of people like Rachael Moye, Ryan Redman, Chelsea Wilson, David Doller *probably mis-spelled his name*, and Sam Bellami *Again, probably spelled wrong*. Simply because, I've never worked with them before, except for the holiday spectacular, and well, not much can be said about that which hasn't been said thousands of times before. I'm proud of them, that's all. They work hard and present the attitude that I hope becomes the norm in the program next year. I, myself, am satisfied with my job as a Wickersham, for the most part. I wish there was more that I could've done with it, of course, but for the most part I feel like I almost played the part well. Satisfactory. I want something big. Something I can play with. I hope Romeo And Juliet will go well. I'm glad I get to be in a play with some of my best friends before they leave. It's important to me, and I am thrilled at the chance, especially when it comes to Mike, Jan, and Tyler. I've never worked with them on anything before, and I am glad I get the chance before they leave.
Gray and I have seemed to be getting along well, lately. He's Gray, so of course he's "the bad guy"...and as much as I'll probably be chastised for it, I don't believe that anymore. He's a funny guy, and I enjoy working with him. He's upfront, and well, for the most part, easy to understand what exactly he wants. I know we've all had our run-ins with him, and we've all had those moments, but I'm letting them go. I want next year to go well, so I'm getting to know him better, and swimming deeper into the Gray system of trust.
Where-ever that may lead.
Social life...well, it's not been such a priority lately, besides Melanie. Melanie and I are...:). I have another journal, almost specifically for babbling on and on about how happy she makes me, so I won't beat a dead horse. Needless to say, she makes me the happiest I've been...well, since I can remember. I haven't felt the feelings I have for her, with anyone else. They are unique. That in itself, makes me happier than communicable. Friends...hmm...I don't know where to start there. I can't trust certain ones that I trusted more than anyone before, and I am finding that some of the ones that I take for granted are some of the most amazing people in the entire world. John Morris, Steve Rap, and Web and I sat down before Seussical the other night at QDoba, and had a bite to eat...it was the most I'd laughed in a long time. I love those guys. It gives me faith that in the upcoming months I will still have amazing close friends after everyone graduates and sets out into college life.
Oh yes, and I've decided a song to choreograph to next year. It's completely predictable...but I'm so excited. I think it will mean something to me, which is what I've been looking for in my choreography for a while now. I can write epics depicting the destruction of royal families, and the beginnings of wars...but it's hard for me to choreograph something that truely means something...to me. This piece's concepts are so close to me that maybe I'm the only one that will get the true meaning, but hopefully there's some of it that is universal, and people will understand what it's saying.
I'm calm tonight. It's nice to write some things like this, sometimes. I guess there's your status update.
Now, back into ambiguity.